The Queen of Hearts
On the corner of the street
An old woman with a booth
She laid three cards
And made her move
She showed the three
Diamonds, hearts, and spades
"Follow the heart" she said
"And win the game"
Three cards laid across the table
Three loves he couldn't choose
Three lives, three women, three loves of his life
He had two of three to lose.
One card was beauty
Strength and pride
As another held hope
And faith inside
A third was wisdom
And true in spirit
They held his heart
In a three way split
Watching the cards
Closely he glared
Following the heart
Never breaking his stare
They moved and twisted
Side by side
Dancing and prancing
Soon to decide
Suspense and focus
Were high on rise
Racking his mind
Heart hurting inside
His choice was given
His time now to choose
the old woman stopped
No card made a move
The time had come
No time to wait
He closed his eyes
And chose his fate
"Shes the one"
He said "Ive known it from the start"
Turning his card
He had chosen the heart
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